THE PLEASURE OF FOREST

WHAT HAPPENS BETWEEN A NIGHT AND A DAY.... With sexual symbols....

Its dark,
Its night,
Its waiting there,
Near the forest.
The serpentous night,
Is hard and strong,
Preventing,
Even a flicker of
Light through it!

Now,
Blue is the sky,
Blue is the water,
Blue is the pleasure,
Blue is the shirt
Lying in the dark!

The egotic child,
Swings on the swing.
To-and-fro,
And to-and-fro,
And again,
And again,
There is the pleasure,
There is the very,
Excitement.

As the swing goes,
Its evening,
Blue is the sky,
With reddish-white clouds!

Now,
Its out of the forest.